Hot squirting Pussy Didn’t Taste How Daddy Wanted It To

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Hot squirting pussy dripping down my leg, oh boy, not again! Those were my thoughts after I had a 5 some one day after school behing the track field. I knew my daddy, who was still at that time thinking his big old hairy cock was the only one that had entered this slut hole of mine, was going to be really angry.

How would he know you’d say? Well, we had this routine when I came home.  He made me undress in front of him and hand him my underwear.  He would then ask me to hand him my dirty undies for the day and hand them to him.  He would take a big whiff and he always knew.  Like the one time, I sat on my teachers cock all day instead of going to class, he knew.  My pussy always told the story.  He would then have his daily routine of licking me down there and it was not for pleasure.  It was for him to check on if I’ve been on my best behavior for him.

Each time a guy cum in me during the day, I would be trembling with fear. As my daddy took his big rough beard and mature lips and tongue to inspect me.  Every inch around my clip and pussy lips his tongue would exam.  As he was tickling my little clitty, I thought I passed his test.  Oh how wrong I was.

“Lacey, you are in big trouble young lady.” He sternly said as he continued going harder and harder at my pussy.  Inserting more than his usual two fingers in, he went for 4 this time. I was trying to balance answering my father as well as figuring out how to manage the feeling his fingers were giving my body.

“What is it daddy?” I moaned. “Oh daddy, oh daddy, I’m so bad daddy.” It just came out. I was trembling on his fingers as he looked up at me, his cock now noticeably rock hard through his shorts, and said “You had an afterschool orgy and did not invite your daddy.  This punishment will likely last until the morning.  Buckle up buttercup, daddy is teaching you a lesson tonight.

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